Yunrong, you still have this opportunity to love and protect you. What about me? I even lost such an opportunity. The people I love and the people who love me will never come back, never come back!

"Really? Let's wait and see!"

After that, Zhan Yan wanted to turn around and enter the house, but at this time, Yunrong suddenly came forward and grabbed Zhan Yan. Her voice was sad and persistent, "Zhan Yan, what do you want to do before you let Shaoqing go?"

“……”

"How on earth do you want to stop?" Yunrong's words had a smell of begging. "How on earth do you want to stop pestering us and let me live a good life with Shaoqing?"

"Pester?" Zhan Yan sneered, "Mrs. Jing, if I remember correctly, it seems that your husband pestered me!"

Live a good life?

At the beginning, she didn't want to live well with Fu Beichen and just want to be with him, but Shaoqing did so many things just to break them up and get her?

In that case, she helped him!

"Zhan Yan, I beg you, let Shaoqing go. I know you don't love him at all. You know he was the murderer who killed Fu Beichen, so you want to marry him! Yes, I knew Shaoqing was going to be bad for Fu Beichen at the beginning. I didn't stop it. It's my fault. I beg you to let Shaoqing go and let our Jingjia go, okay?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jing, you should talk to your husband about these words!" Zhan Yan was still indifferent, "let go!"

"Show your face -"

"I said let go -"

Her hoarse voice could tell that her patience had reached the limit, but Yunrong was a little tangled up. She grabbed zhanyan and didn't let go, "as long as you don't promise me, I won't let go!"

"You know it's impossible, why? Unless you kill me, it's impossible!" Zhan Yan struggled, her white wrist was red, and her eyebrows frowned tightly.

At this time, a strong force separated them, and Yunrong screamed as if she fell to the ground, while zhanyan's hands were tightly wrapped in his hands, and the man's low voice came from his ears.

"Yun Rong, who allows you to harass Yan Yan here? You have to sign the divorce agreement, whether you sign it or not!"

"Shaoqing, can you wake up? Do you really think Zhan Yan really wants to be with you?" Yunrong got up from the ground and cried slightly in her voice. "She just wants to revenge you. Do you really think she will never know those things? She just knows that Fu Beichen's death is related to you, so she promised to marry you. She just wants to revenge you!"

"What are you talking about? I can't understand a word!" Jing Shaoqing frowned slightly, but his eyes were cold. "Get back to me and don't let me see you here again!"

"Shaoqing, don't be so fierce, Mrs. Jing. She didn't mean to tell her!" Zhan Yan smiled and comforted, reaching out to touch his hand, but inadvertently met the position where Yunrong had just grabbed her, and couldn't help frowning.

With the dim high foot light, Jing Shaoqing looked up at Yunrong coldly after he saw the scar clearly. "Did you catch it?"

Yunrong was suddenly stunned. After being stunned for a long time, she laughed, "yes! I not only scratched her, but also slapped her hard! Jing Shaoqing, what do you want me to do and say, you understand that the face in front of you is not the kind woman you liked at that time. She only wants revenge!"

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